Chapter 39 Dream, How Nice It Would Be a Dream

Backlund, North District, underground of Saint Samuel Church, inside Chanis Gate.

In the endless darkness, there was a beautiful woman with black hair and eyes. She had no expression at all, and her black eyes were dark and deep, but lacked spirituality.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Tingen. A hint of doubt and anger appeared in his eyes that lacked spirituality. His figure faded in an instant and disappeared on the spot.

……

"Dad, Mom, I want to go home..."

Zhou Mingrui seemed to see his parents, but he could not see their faces clearly. He seemed to hear his parents' voices, but he could not hear what they were saying.

He seemed to see a hazy, dreamy, hooded figure and smell the aroma of moonflower, night herb and deep sleep flower.

He cried, cried very sadly, and confided what he had encountered, how he had traveled through time inexplicably and was able to be resurrected; how he disguised himself as a fool who was almost godlike and held a tarot meeting; how he killed a clown covered in oil paint with a revolver; how he watched Old Neil lose control... the hidden sage...

Dunn and Old Neil seemed to appear beside him. He kept apologizing and saying sorry.

It was as if a soft, warm hand was placed on his head, and in his ears came a soothing voice like a serenade.

Zhou Mingrui fell into a deep sleep, curled up like a baby.

He won't remember that he was not awake in this dream.

……

Old Blue broke out in a cold sweat. He just felt an inexplicable fatal fear, as if if he was not careful, he would die and disappear from this world.

"No way? Klein lost control and attracted the demon wolf... No, no, the kind, beautiful, and gentle goddess of the night?"

"Will He send me to the foggy town? No, is He sitting next to me now?"

Old Blue looked around the small carriage and didn't see a hooded female figure smiling at Klein. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Matthew didn't feel anything. He laid the curled-up Klein flat on an empty seat in the carriage and kept an eye on the young man to prevent any abnormalities from happening again. He sighed,
"What a naive young man, yearning for power, wanting to become a Beyonder, yet always facing the risk of losing control... He is so similar to me in the past..."

Old Blue was silent for a while. He was very sure that the goddess had come just now, but he was very unsure whether She had left. He was even more unsure about what kind of existence he was in Her eyes.

The Goddess of Night is the pinnacle of the "Nightmare" sequence, and Old Blue doesn't think he can keep a secret from her...

But the fact that he was not sent to the foggy town itself explained something...

There are only two possibilities:
First, the goddess didn’t realize her specialness…

That would be a serious matter. My identity... might be even more outrageous than I imagined.

Second, the goddess saw through everything about him...but did nothing.

The problem is serious again. With my familiarity with the story... it is enough to expose the goddess' thousand-year plan... The goddess did not erase herself with an eraser...

So, crossing this matter...

Papa! Old Blue raised his hand and slapped himself twice, stopping his chaotic thoughts. He took a deep breath and said under Matthew's strange gaze:

"Matthew, recently, um, recently I have mastered a technique to master potions... Listen carefully, the name of the potion itself contains a set of rules..."

"Everyone has different principles to comprehend. When you strictly abide by these principles...then those deliriums and hallucinations will disappear..."

The more Matthew listened, the more serious his expression became. He confirmed that Klein was indeed asleep. The coachman outside the door was immersed in excitement and did not eavesdrop. He then said in a low voice:
"Old man, what's going on? How come you suddenly know so much? And the 'Sun' path ability you used, what kind of seal? How come I don't know? Judging from the power, it should be level 1? There is no such high-level seal in the underground of Tingen! Old man, are you... still you?"

Old Blue could hear Matthew's concern and anxiety. He was worried that he, an old fellow, had also gone astray and was begging for help from a hidden being... Well, he did believe in the Fool... That was also a hidden being...

He said with some guilt:

"Don't worry about it! Just use the techniques I told you to digest the potion. Well, you can also spread some of them to your team members in a subtle way. Don't be too obvious. The church leaders don't want to see the promotion of role-playing..."

"I have submitted an application for the 'Navigator' potion. Hey, young man, are you happy to see the old man get promoted?"

Matthew couldn't help but complain, "Are you crazy? Getting promoted at such an old age? You and old Swain had a chance when you were young..."

"This is the magic of acting," said Old Blue, patting Matthew on the shoulder:
"Don't delve into other things. The water is too deep to be controlled."

"Huh?" Matthew felt that Old Blue's words were becoming increasingly difficult to understand...

……

Zhou Mingrui sat up suddenly and found himself lying on a sofa bed. This style looked familiar... Oh, the Night Watchman's Lounge...

"call……"

Klein rubbed his face vigorously. The fragments in his dream were fading and disappearing quickly, but he still wanted to keep that warmth...

"Go home! I must find out why I traveled through time... I must go home!"

He once again strengthened his belief and was filled with energy.

"Well, the blankets have all been replaced with new ones... That's right, why save money on something that can be reimbursed."

Klein took away the blanket that had just slipped off, folded it, and placed it on the inside of the sofa bed. He looked at his wrinkled white shirt and felt a little distressed. After buttoning up his vest, he immediately took the black windbreaker hanging neatly on the hanger next to him, put it on, and put on the half-high silk hat. He was once again a handsome young man with a strong bookish air, but also looked smart and tough!

"Old Neil is gone... Go help! The captain and the others are all very busy and sad! How can you rest alone? Cheer up! Klein!"

Klein encouraged himself and opened the door to the lounge. He saw a familiar corridor. To the right in front was the captain's office. The door was half-open and he could faintly hear the sound of conversation.

He perked up, strode out, pushed open the half-closed door, and shouted, "Captain!"

Suddenly, Klein's body froze. He only saw three figures in the room. One was Captain Matthew sitting behind the desk. The one sitting on the sofa next to him was the priestess, Old Blue. There was a blonde girl in front of the desk, who was about the same age as Roxanne.

At this moment, the three of them were looking at the young man who suddenly broke in. For a moment, the small captain's office fell into silence.

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